Chapter 932: Xiaoru
At this time, in the Kunlun Snow Region, behind the nine mountain peaks, a terrifying breath suddenly rose, and the oppressive force instantly swept the heavens and the earth, making people tremble.
"Junior, stop." The voice was light and calm, but it was emotionless.
That kind of coldness made people dare not look directly, and in the surrounding air, the spiritual pressure that it invisibly emanated instantly suppressed the whole audience, and the lock spirit array in front of it was instantly shattered.
Kunlun Mountain Range, on the outer edge, Fu Cangtian and the others were shocked, and the expressions on their faces showed a serious look at the same time.
"It's her, she's still alive."
"No, even if the old man doesn't want this clone, he has to go to Kunlun again." Fu Cangtian reacted extremely quickly, he knew that Ye Fei had absolutely no way to survive in the face of that person.
On the ice cliff, the expression on the face of the Spirit Imperial Sect Ancestor at this moment also showed a complicated color.
"That's it, Old Man Fu, I'll accompany you on a trip." The ancestor of the Spirit Royal Gate sighed at this moment, he obviously also understood that the hidden powerhouse in the Kunlun Gate was terrifying.
Not to mention Ye Fei, even if he joins forces with Fu Cangtian, I am afraid it will be difficult to fight with him.
In terms of generation alone, Fu Cangtian and the others belonged to the same era as Na Wan Zhu, and when they had not yet stepped into the realm of tribulation, the one from Kunlun had already been famous for a long time.
Looking at the Chinese martial arts world, the master of Wan Zhuang, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest person today, and the reason why Kunlun is recognized as the head of the hidden door is by no means without reason.
After the two finished speaking, their figures flashed, and then disappeared in place.
At this moment, on the ice cliff, the white dragon's body has never moved.
He kept his eyes on the Kunlun Gate in front of him, more often, it was condensed on Ye Fei's body, and as for the Kunlun Hidden World powerhouse, he didn't take a second look.
"If I'm not mistaken, his killing moves should not stop there." The white dragon smiled slightly, looked ahead and whispered.
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At this time, inside the Kunlun Gate, with the sudden appearance of that ruthless voice, Ye Fei's offensive was instantly locked, and together with the progress of the Gathering Spirit Golden Tripod pressing, it also became slow.
Not far ahead, Wan Zhuang was able to breathe, and his eyes were full of resentment at the moment.
"Ye Fei, you are dead."
"Don't worry, after you die, the deity will treat you well." Wan Zhuang's eyes were full of anger at this moment, and the feeling of grievance in his heart was difficult to describe in words.
almost died on a young man, if this matter spreads, half of it will become a laughing stock.
And now, his master is out of the customs, not to mention a junior of the Yuanying, even if this son steps into the realm of robbery, it will also be difficult to escape death.
As soon as Wan Zhu's words came out, in mid-air, the killing intent in Ye Fei's eyes became even stronger.
"Immortal soldiers, help Ye in a certain battle." Ye Fei let out a low snort, and the red fairy bamboo flute appeared in his palm, and a red light came out of his hand.
In the next moment, a huge figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, this person looked like a small mountain, his body was extremely strong, and the air around him trembled after appearing.
Without any hesitation, the figure brought out the afterimage, and it appeared in front of Wan Zombie in an instant, and the speed was comparable to teleportation.
"You, you are ......" Wan Zhuang's body trembled, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes suddenly.
This face, he had clearly seen it in the Kunlun Tibetan Pavilion, on the portrait of the previous dynasties, it should be the ninth Kunlun Sect, the ancestor who was once known as Huaxia and Zhao Shanhe.
"Boom, boom!" In the next moment, the immortal soldier suddenly threw a punch, and the power was not inferior to the powerhouse of the robbery realm.
Wan Zhuang, who was in front of him, was stunned and spurted out a mouthful of blood again.
And taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fei, who was in the air in the distance, the spiritual power in his body was running to the extreme, he broke free from the shackles of spiritual pressure slightly, raised his hand to control the Gathering Spirit Golden Ding, and pressed down again.
Under the shocked gaze of everyone, Kunlun Old Ancestor was stiff, originally seriously injured by a punch, and then faced the Gathering Spirit Jinding, he almost had no resistance and was crushed to death.
A generation of robbing realm powerhouses fell into the sect like this, and there was not even a remnant soul left.
"Old, the old ancestor has damaged ......"
"I, Kunlun, am going to die!"
“……”
At the foot of the mountain below, at this moment, all the Kunlun disciples showed a look of horror on their faces, and his eyes couldn't help but become a little hollow.
Kunlun disciples, the most proud thing in their hearts, in front of their eyes, was taken away alive, and this feeling was even more unacceptable than death.
For a time, the entire Kunlun fell into a dead silence.
Behind the nine peaks in Kunlun, at this moment, a woman wearing a blue and white dress and looking captivating came to the sky at this moment.
This goddess is calm, there are no emotional fluctuations on her face, her face is relatively white and childish, her black hair is waist-high, her eyes are slightly dull, and her whole body is full of pale beauty.
It was as if she didn't belong to this world.
"I said, let you stop, and you killed him." The woman's voice was flat, echoing in mid-air, and her figure appeared not far in front of Ye Fei at the same time.
At this moment, the Kunlun disciples below all looked dazed, and they seemed to be a little unfamiliar with this person who suddenly appeared.
In mid-air, Ye Fei's eyes froze, his body was a little stiff, but his spiritual power was not restricted, and the coercion he felt at this moment was completely unconsciously released by the person in front of him.
It can be seen that the strength of this woman is by no means comparable to that ten thousand stiffnesses.
"Who are you?" Ye Fei's eyes were calm, and he asked in a low voice.
This feeling of oppression gave him a feeling that was even a little stronger than before, when he met the founder of the blood clan, the redwoods with six tribulations.
This kind of strength is not in the strength of the realm, but the person in front of him is by no means an incarnation, an existence within the remnant spirit.
She is really a Tribulation Realm powerhouse with this extremely strong strength, I am afraid that she will survive at least five Heavenly Tribulations.
"I am his master, you killed him, I should kill you." The woman spoke in a low voice, and she didn't feel any killing intent on her body, but the meaning in her words was already very obvious.
As the words fell, the woman took a step forward.
In the air ahead, a fine light suddenly flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and the expression on his face showed a slightly solemn color.
"If you want to kill Ye, you can just make a move."
"Immortal soldiers, Gathering Spirit Golden Ding."
Ye Fei's eyes condensed, the spiritual power in his body surged, and the immortal soldier Zhao Shanhe blocked in front of him, and his Gathering Spirit Golden Tripod fell into Ye Fei's palm at the same time.
Raising his hand to pinch the trick, the ancient rune imprint condensed, and then merged into the Gathering Spirit Golden Ding.
Suddenly, there was a sound of thunder, only to see that inside the golden tripod, the black flickering surged, a sense of destruction, instantly swept the heavens and the earth, the power was so strong, compared to the people in front of him did not show weakness.
The power of the desolate beast thunder, how strong this power is, Ye Fei doesn't know, but it is undoubtedly the strongest blow he can burst out now.
"This woman is very strong, don't be slack." Ye Fei's face showed a decisive expression, he could feel that if the people in front of him wanted to kill him, they only needed to raise their hands, if they didn't fight hard, I was afraid that most of them would be explained here today.
At this moment, Ye Fei deeply realized that his strength was really not enough.
In the martial arts world, there are many hidden robbers in the realm of robbery, only in the Huaxia Hidden Sect, and in the Western martial arts world, in the mysterious Hall of the Dharma King, I am afraid that there are also many powerhouses in the realm of robbery.
Not far ahead, the woman's figure froze, and her gaze was condensed on the Gathering Spirit Golden Tripod.
After being silent for a moment, she then turned her eyes and looked at the immortal soldier who was blocking Ye Fei at the moment, after seeing the immortal soldier's face clearly, the woman's slightly dull gaze vaguely became a little clearer.
"Senior Brother Zhao......"
"You, do you remember Xiaoru?" The man in front of him muttered softly.
I don't know if it's because of the fear of the Black Thunder Tribulation, or because of the immortal soldier Zhao Shanhe, this woman with extremely terrifying strength, the aura on her body slowly converged, and she didn't seem to be planning to make a move.
Ye Fei was slightly stunned, and his face couldn't help but show doubt.
For a while, he didn't dare to make a rash move, once the thunder tribulation could not shake the people in front of him, in the face of such a strong man, it was by no means possible for external forces to make up for the gap in hard power.
"Let's go." After half a ring, the woman in front of her suddenly spoke softly.
Her gaze had been condensed on Ye Fei's immortal soldiers, and there seemed to be a faint sigh.
When Ye Fei heard this, his face couldn't help but show a complicated look, he glanced deeply at the person in front of him, and then raised his hand to him and clenched his fist.
"Today's events, the younger generation has no intention of offending, and I will leave."
After that, the momentum on Ye Fei's body was retracted, and he raised his hand to put away the Gathering Spirit Golden Tripod and the immortal soldiers, and his body took up a streamer, and quickly disappeared in mid-air.
Now that Wan Zhu is dead, Lin should be fine, he has no need, he has to fight the mysterious woman, and it is wise to leave this place now.
Kunlun Gate, inherited for thousands of years, who knows if there will be a robbing powerhouse after a while.
Although Ye Fei is now not weak in his own combat power, he is not as strong as a strong person in the Tribulation Realm, but for those who are masters in the hidden world, he will be somewhat jealous in his heart.
"I must, step into the Psychic Realm as soon as possible." Ye Fei's face showed a resolute expression, and he couldn't help but say secretly in his heart.
With the successive appearances of the powerhouses of the Tribulation Realm, he invisibly felt a great pressure.
Since stepping into the martial arts world, along the way, Ye Fei has made countless enemies, and the Western Law King Palace is even more eyeing him, and he does not have enough strength, which can be described as difficult to gain a foothold.
In the night, Ye Fei at this time had already rushed out of the Kunlun Mountain Protection Array.
The matter of Kunlun, with the retreat of Mengyuan and the death of Wan Zhu, is now over, and his spiritual sense secretly investigated, but did not find Bai Yu's figure, which shows that they have left Kunlun.
"Lin only needs to return to the dark island of Beihai, I believe it won't be long before her injuries can recover."
"And the Western Martial Arts Realm is ......" Within the Kunlun Mountain Range, Ye Fei kept thinking in his mind while stepping forward into the air.
Now the situation in the martial arts world is really a bit chaotic, and his strength is limited, and many things are confused at the moment.